Lyrics

Niggas out there jealous 'cause we be bailin' with Death RowThey try to playa hateBut they can't fade us tho'We be mobbin' through the neighborhood, yeahWith that funky sound so funkyWe be throwin' down

This goes out to you playaYou know you know who you are

Gotta be careful, can't let the evil of the money trap meSo when you see me niggaYou better holla at me

Gotta be careful, can't let tha evil of the money trap meSo when you see me niggaYou better holla at me

Gotta be careful, can't let the evil of the money trap meSo when you see me niggaYou better holla at me

Are you confused?You wonder how it feels to walk a mile inside the shoes Of a nigga who don't have a thing to looseWhen me and you was homiesNo one informed me it was all a schemeYou infiltrated my team and sold a niggas dreamsHow could you do me like that?I took your family inI put some cash in your pocketMade you a man againAnd now you let the fear put your ass in a placeComplicated to escape, it's a fools fateWithout your word, you're a shell of a manI lost respect for you niggaWe can never be friendsI know I'm runnin' through your head nowWhat could you do, if it was up to youI'd be dead nowI let the world know nigga you a cowardYou could never be live until you dieSee the mothafuckin' bitch in your eyeType of Nigga, that let the evil of the money trap meWhen you see me niggaYou better holla at me (holla at me)Can't let the evil of the money trap meSo when you see me niggaYou better holla at me

(You better beware where you layWe better not find where you stay)

So I gotta be careful, can't let the evil of the money trap meSo when you see me nigga, you better holla at me

(You better beware where you layWe better not find where you stay)

Curious spittin' lyrics, on the verge of furiousI'm addicted to currency, nigga that's why we're doin' this, I got set upI surprised the niggas the way I got up and thenI hit the studio it's time to blow the block upNo hesitation this information got you contemplatin'Heartbreakin' and eliminatin' with this conversationBreak him and let him see the face of a mental patient it's a celebration Of my criminal elevation, more participationI want members across the fifty statesWe keep the nation anticipatin' until we breakWill I be great, is it my fate ?To live the life of luxury, some niggas bought my tapesSo much jealousy it scareYeuTiengAnh.com: Chúng tôi phát hiện truy cập không hợp lệ.Bạn cần đợi 10 minutes 57 seconds nữa mới có thể xem đầy đủ.